Sharing a Bed
Chapters 12. Past Times

Vicky was already on his white-colored iron horse, he was speeding towards the office at high speed. Repeatedly he saw a clock coiling around his wrist,

"Those crazy women I'm late for work" said Vicky, who rubbed his face.

His body shuddered in horror when he remembered the incident at the hotel, jeez .. he really did not want to go back to the discos again.

A few minutes later he arrived in front of the office, Vicky got down and was greeted kindly by the security. He held out the car keys and immediately walked into the office.

Right now there's a meeting and he's late, what a shitty day. In a hurry he got into the elevator and immediately pressed the number 7 button, right where the meeting room was.

Anxiously Vicky waited for the elevator to open, before he was already fussing with Rama just because of Melati's problem. And for today he must be immune because of his mistakes.

The elevator opened, and Vicky immediately stepped out and ran into the meeting room.

"I'm sorry I'm late" said Vicky, who immediately walked in and sat in his chair, right in front of Rama.

Rama only saw Vicky at a glance and went back to see his laptop, his eyes were still focused on the marketing method proposed by one of the employees.

Vicky could breathe a sigh of relief, as he was not in a burst of rage at the moment. At least his friend has been generous for maintaining his self-esteem and good name.

Even though Vicky is new, all employees stay focused on their laptops. They are trained to focus and think hard. So Vicky's delay didn't affect the meeting.

An hour into the walk and finally the meeting was over, one by one the employees went out of the room and left the CEO and his deputy.

Rama stared fixedly at the bule man who was currently sitting by staring at the screen of his laptop. It seemed like he was ready to hear the words of pearl from Rama's spicy mouth.

"So, were you perotes because of yesterday's problems?" ask Rama straight to the point.

He knows his friend is still holding a taste to his wife, Rama understands that because in this case he is wrong.

"There's no problem with yesterday, so you don't have to worry." said Vicky briefly, he couldn't possibly tell the truth.

Rama's unfinished interrogation, the phone on Rama's desk rings. Without waiting for a long time he immediately picked up the phone and stuck it in his right ear.

"Alright, tell him to come in" Rama said in a firm voice.

"So what's making you late?" rama asked, staring intently at the blue-eyed man.

Vicky was silent, he tried to find the right reason and as much as possible did not expose the embarrassing incident this morning.

Rama is getting curious when he sees the water on Vicky's face that changes drastically, there seems to be a big problem that he keeps.

"You don't want a story?" re Rama asked, he was still curious about the problem that entwined his friend.

"There's nothing, I think it's all done. I'm going to clear up yesterday's report and hand it over to you this afternoon" said Vicky, rising from his chair and stepping away.

His hand had already twisted the door algae and pulled it, his eyes getting perfectly rounded when he saw a woman who was currently before him.

Women with high height, blonde and complete with clothes that lack material.

Vicky's face immediately reddened, wanting to feel like he was running away right now. But it was impossible, he was afraid of looking ridiculous in the presence of Rama.

"Why are you here?" ask Vicky.

The woman stepped forward, she pushed Vicky back into the meeting room and closed the door.

"Sorry sir, I have a little business with this handsome employee Mr. .." said the woman at a glance threw a glance at Rama.

Rama's eyebrows are linked, he did not expect this friend had moved on from Melati and close to women. Looks like his taste is starting to change drastically.

"I'm waiting for you" said the woman, confirming the position of the suit Vicky was wearing and bringing her face closer.

"It looks like your picture will sell well" whispered the woman with a sly smile.

Vicky's eyes were perfectly rounded, he immediately stepped back and opened the door. Without telling the woman to leave the meeting room and wave her hand.

Vicky massaged the base of his nose, his brain was very tired at the moment. The problem of engagement like soap operas alone has not been resolved, and mini she must be faced with a bar-bar woman. Though he had made up his mind to take Melati from Rama.

Rama held back his smile, he grabbed the business card left behind by the woman who was quite sexy.

"Your taste is amazing" Rama chuckled.

"Laura Anastasia, I seem to know this woman," continued Rama while remembering a familiar name.

"I don't care who she is, which is obviously the craziest woman I've met in all this time" Vicky said in frustration.

He throws his tired body at the chair, repeatedly he ruffles his hair. His phone rang loudly, he immediately reached into a suit and shifted the screen.

"Mrs ..." Vicky read the name on the screen, he put his phone on the table. He was still stressed and did not want to discuss any more issues.

Vicky just threw his phone. But the phone kept ringing. Rama who heard it was noble and grabbed Vicky's phone.

"Yeah Auntie?" greet Rama friendly.

"Is Vicky there?" ask Elisabeth.

"Still in the toilet Te .." Rama's lie.

"If you have told him to go home quickly ... There is important business." Elisabeth said in an anxious voice.

The connection was cut off, he put the phone on the table and stared fixedly at Vicky's tangled face. Although they had a fight yesterday, they were still friends. The quarrels did not make their relationship tenuous.

"So what's your problem?" rama asked seriously.

Vicky just kept quiet, he knew Rama wouldn't continue yesterday's tumult. Because this often happens, he admitted Rama is quite mature. But still he was upset because he often lost control when angry.

"Nothing, I'll be home soon now" said Vicky as he moved out of his chair.

"So now we're real enemies" said Rama who stopped Vicky's langakah.

Vicky did not care, he continued his steps out of the room and immediately ran small towards the office parking lot.

Hopefully the problems experienced by his mother are really important, if it is still on the same theme. Vicky promised he wouldn't set foot in the house again.

Vicky drove the car at high speed, so it did not take long he had reached the yard.

He immediately ran small and entered the house, he was increasingly worried when he saw the atmosphere of an empty house.

"Mom, where's Mama?" ask Vicky to the maid.

"To the hospital, sir," answered the maid.

"Gosh, who's sick? Which hospital?" vicky asked, getting worried.

"Non Stevi sir, at Mitra Medika hospital ..."